Stubborn Love by Wendy Owens

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Stubborn Love was the first contemporary romance I’d ever written. It’s a story about a girl who has been hurt so bad she simply can’t seem to get out of her own way to find happiness. You will want to shake her at times and at other times find yourself rooting for her. It’s hard not to see one piece or another of yourself in her, at least that’s what I found as I created her. The good, the bad, the ugly, she got it all in life. With so much bad it’s hard sometimes to accept the good when it comes along. The best thing? You can get Stubborn Love in e-book on any platform!

And now and excerpt…

Walking through the kitchen, I turned the doorknob slowly, my heart beginning to race. Pulling it open, my heart fluttered as I saw Colin Bennett standing there. His arm was perched above him on the doorframe, his head hanging down. He raised an eyebrow as he drank me in, one side of his mouth lifted into a sinister smile.

Damn it! Why did he have to look so damn sexy when he was being so dirty? I knew exactly what he was thinking as he was looking at me. He must have had plans; well, he was wearing a black button up shirt, only the top button undone, a lean cut charcoal gray blazer over it, hugging close to his body. My eyes moved down to his black slacks and vintage suede leather shoes. His hair was pushed back, a few wild strands hanging in his eyes. I felt an ache deep within me, which only made me want to slap him, even though I knew it wasn’t his fault I was starting to lose control of my body.

“What do you want?” I asked, turning and walking away, leaving the door hanging open. I knew if I looked at him standing there any longer I might lose it. Why did he have to look so good? I suppose the jerks always did.

“Damn,” he whispered softly, not moving from his perch. I couldn’t help but smile as I continued moving away from him. I was glad I had garnered that sort of reaction; at least the dress was doing its job. I just hoped it would do the same for William.

“Do you need something?” I asked looking over my shoulder, making sure he didn’t see his response pleased me.

Colin pulled his arm down, and following me into the apartment, he closed the door behind him. I grabbed my clutch from the couch and dropped the tube of lipstick in, turning and looking back at him for some sort of answer to my question. He was still staring at me intensely, like an animal that wanted to devour its prey.

“Christian told me to meet him here,” Colin explained at last.

“What? No, that can’t be right. Paige already left to meet up with him. They were going to some party, I think,” I enlightened him.

“I know, apparently it was lame. He called and told me to meet him here. We’re going to The Half King instead. I’d invite you, but it appears you already have a wild night planned for yourself.” He smiled mischievously, and I could tell exactly what he was insinuating.

“Well, they’re not here,” I replied, refusing to give his last comment any sort of acknowledgment. Time was ticking by quickly, and I wanted to get Colin out of the apartment before William showed up. The last thing I needed to explain was why he was at my place.

“So, ‘not-interested-in-dating-right-now,’ where are you going dressed up like that?” he inquired, making himself comfortable in the oversized chair near the window. I couldn’t believe he actually had the nerve to ask me that, and even worse, to throw my own words back up in my face. A week ago I had no intention of dating anyone. Hell, right now I had no intention of dating anyone. I wasn’t about to tell him I was horny and a hot guy asked me out so I caved. I thought I sounded like a slut for just thinking it.

“I don’t really think it’s any of your business where I’m going.” I nervously looked back at the door; I needed to figure out how to get him out.

“I suppose not, but I think it’s obvious by the way you look you’re going on a date. The question is, why lie to me about not wanting to date right now?” Colin pushed; the line of questioning was clearly a thrill for him.

“It’s dinner, not that big a deal.” I dismissed his statement, not allowing him to see how much he was getting under my skin.

“Well, you look amazing, Em,” Colin complimented in a deep and irresistible voice. I couldn’t stop staring at his beard—it always seemed to be kept at the perfect length of slight stubble. I was certain it was smooth enough to not irritate you when you kissed, but long enough to accentuate his strong jawline. Damn it Clementine! Quit thinking shit like that!

“Thanks. But like I said, they’re not here, so I guess you should head home and try calling him perhaps,” I urged, desperate for him to leave.

“I’m fine. I’ll just wait here for them… if you don’t mind. You can keep me company,” Colin replied, looking me up and down again.

“Actually—” I began, but then was interrupted.

“Oh, wait, I get it. You don’t want me here when your date gets here,” Colin said, clasping his fingers together, watching me intensely from the chair. “What is it? Is he ugly? No wait, he’s old… like really old, right?”

My 5 Star Review

As soon as I started reading this book, I knew I wouldn’t be able to put it down. The prologue had me crying from the beginning. This story is made up about things that happen often and never really talked about. Some times life hits you hard at a young age but you have to not live in the past but move on. The main character, Emmie had a tragic beginning in her life but had a hard time excepting that she could move on when she found love again. Colin had a hard life to but when he found Emmie he quickly started to feel alive again. Once these two come together magic happens for both of them but one of their past comes back to hunt them. Do they find a way to over come what happened in the past? Read this book and you will find out if there is a happy ending. Loved this story and now on to the next one. Wendy Owens brought out a truly amazing storyline with this book.

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